"Amourelle. Wake up. Come on love, wake up."

I groggily opened my eyes and turned around to see Loki grin at me as if he were up to no good. Ah, the perks of having night vision.

I turned back around and put my pillow over my head. "No, I don't want to get up for whatever reason you have.", I groaned.

His cool hands gently pulled on my forearm. "Amourelle", he said pleadingly, "I found this wonderful swimming hole not too far from here. I know you said you wanted to swim in one while we are on vacation. We should check it out while nobody is there."

I groaned and smacked my foot on the bed out of annoyance. "I don't want to go now. I'm too tired", I whined.

Loki became silent for a moment. I knew he was thinking of a way to get me out of bed at 12:13 in the morning. It would only take a few seconds…

As if on cue, he crawled over me and gave me his best puppy dog look. I hated it when he used that against me. I squeezed my eyes shut to avoid looking at him.

"I promise that I won't ask you to engage in any more mischief for the rest of the morning. Pretty please?" I opened one eye and he did give me the most adorable puppy dog look.

In an effort to get Loki out of my hair, I begrudgingly said "Okay."

Not wanting to disturb our neighbors, he grinned and whispered "Excellent!"

As he briskly walked into the living room to grab the keys, I lingered in bed, hoping to grab a few more seconds of shut eye, before he came back into the room.

Loki gently shook me and pleaded, "Amour, come now, you don't want to fall back asleep again!"

I lazily got out of bed and stretched before asking, "Will this little escapade be worth it?"

He gave me a cheeky grin and winked. "It surely will, my love."

"Will I need to change clothes?", I yawned.

Loki shook his head, "No, you won't need to", pulling on a long dark brown curl of my hair. "Do I look presentable?"

I shook my head a little to wake myself up and regarded Loki from top to bottom. "No, you're fine."

He gave me an excited grin and led me into the living room to leave.

"Jump in with me." Loki grinned.

Out of all of the ridiculous things Loki has asked me to do with him, this had to be the most ridiculous. He dragged me out of bed to go skinny dipping with him! I should have known. I stayed at the hole's edge as Loki gracefully swam around the hole.

I crossed my arms and gave a slight pout. "No! I don't want to get in now that I really know why you dragged me out of bed at 12 in the morning!"

His wet black hair stuck to his skin and contrasted with his pale skin which gave a luminous glow as the moonlight shown above him.

Loki cocked his head. "Why won't you have a little fun? Especially since no one else is around", giving me a cheeky grin.

I gave him an annoyed look. "Because I am sleepy and cranky! I want to go back to the room!"

Loki swam to the hole's edge to look up at me. He gave me a one sided smirk. "Mmm, someone is definitely cranky."

I huffed. "We can swim in the hole another day."

He appeared to be considering my suggestion for a moment before countering, "We could do that but then we would run the risk of not being able to swim in it because the hole is being rented out by other vacationers."

I looked at him incredulously, "And how do you know this?"

He shrugged, "I have my sources", wth a twinkle in his eye.

I sighed and turned away, "I'm not going to get out of this, am I?"

"Nope", I could feel him smiling at that. Before I could turn back around, he was already behind me, soaking wet. I swear, he does that so much to me that it is not even surprising anymore. I avoided gazing at him, trying to ignore the fact that I really loved the way his wet hair stuck to his skin or how green his eyes were.

Loki knew he had that effect on me as he closed the space between us, giving me a teasing grin. "You wouldn't want to leave your poor vampire of a husband to enjoy the pool all by himself, now would you? Especially…", pulling out the keys from behind his back, "since he has the room keys?"

I eyed the keys as he dangled them teasingly in his hand. I tried to swipe them before he quickly clasped them and put them behind his back. Loki chuckled at my attempts to retrieve the keys from his back until I gave up after a few tries.

Bending down, he lifted my face with his cool, damp finger and whispered, "Besides…it wouldn't be much fun without my beautiful werewolf of a wife, would it?"

That's right, folks.

I'm Amourelle Clavecin, a werewolf shapeshifter, and I married Loki Odinson, a vampire.

I know what you're thinking. How in the hell did members of two totally different supernatural races marry each other?